Chapter 911: Really Capable

The group of three people who came here were all young disciples, and the one who was the leader had completed the foundation building and his cultivation base was solid.

The latter two are just younger brothers who have just refined Qi.

When they knocked on the door, Nan Yue frowned slightly, then raised his left hand, quickly drew a Taoist talisman, and pushed towards the courtyard door.

The next moment, the knock on the door was no longer heard, and those disturbing auras also disappeared.

When Sheng Jingheng saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he concentrated his energy and cast a spell to strengthen the talisman.

"Ignore them, let's eat." Nan Yue also smiled, and then continued to eat with his head down.

When the three of them came to the mountain just now, she had listened to their conversation a few times.

Knowing that they are members of the Supreme Unity, the one who takes the lead should be a direct descendant.

Probably because she had heard something, and she was not convinced by the Di family's importance to her, so she wanted to come and see.

After all, this is their territory. Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng didn't visit the sect master when they came here, and they even occupied a great spiritual vein.

These three people were destined to disturb the two of them from eating.

Naturally, Nanyue wouldn't spend all his energy to entangle with it, and just turned him away.

The two of them couldn't hear the sound outside, and the three outside couldn't hear the sound inside either.

Fang Huaicheng watched his junior brother knock on the door for a long time, but not only did no one come to open the door, but it was still very quiet inside, as if no one was there.

Then I realized that the people inside had set up a barrier.

He couldn't help sneering: "It seems that he is really a capable person."

His two juniors trembled subconsciously when they heard the words, knowing that he was angry.

Fang Huaicheng is young and energetic, and among the group of young disciples, he is the one who has improved his cultivation the fastest. He is outrageously favored by the sect master. Naturally, he has never put too many people in his eyes.

This meeting is just to see, this distinguished guest invited by the Di family.

Who ever wanted to knock on the door and no one would answer it, as if some spell had been cast so that no sound could be heard.

"Brother, why don't you go and sue the sect master? The people invited by the Di family are so ignorant of etiquette, so they naturally want to settle accounts with the Di family."

The younger brother who knocked on the door was more clever, and immediately persuaded him in a friendly voice.

"No, it's a waste of time to go back and forth." Fang Huaicheng said and walked forward, putting his hand on the door, feeling the enchantment method behind the door.

Then he laughed: "That's all, look at me."

He withdrew his hand, conjured a magic weapon in the shape of a flying saucer out of thin air, then stepped back a few steps, and signaled the two juniors to get out of the way with disgust.

In the end, he held the Fa Jue with one hand and threw the magic weapon towards the gate of the courtyard with the other.

One moment, Fang Huaicheng was still smiling confidently, but the next moment, he was kicked up heavily by the rebound force brought by the impact of the magic weapon and the barrier, and he retreated about ten meters, almost falling directly to the top of the mountain.

His two juniors were not as good as him, they screamed and bumped into the pear tree next to them, were hit hard, fell to the ground, and passed out.

Fang Huaicheng managed to stand still, with his hands on his chest, he felt a fishy sweetness rising in his throat, stuck in the middle, and he was about to vomit, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Just when he was thinking about whether to give himself a palm directly to force out the blood stuck in his throat, a generous palm gently stroked his back.

Then, Fang Huaicheng spat out a big mouthful of black blood with a "wow".

The blood is black, which means that he has suffered serious internal injuries, and may damage his cultivation base.

Thinking of this, Fang Huaicheng's complexion was surprisingly ugly, and then he looked at the Taiyi Taoist who came by without a sound.

"Grandpa, you must show me this!"